Ellen Clacy

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1863 Excerpt: ...the once dark Hair was thin and white; fo changed
was he that even his Wife knew him not at firft--not till he fpoke:
fhe could not fail to recognife the full, tender Voice that was
peculiarly his. Yet, though Sorrow had wrought upon him a great
Change--had made him henceforth a frailer and an older Man--it had
neither foured nor hardened him; and Pattie loved more than ever to
gaze upon his Face, for the Look of abiding Peace that refted on it
calmed calmed and strengthened her. Not as Fathers usually mourn,
had he mourned for his Boy's Death; but as One to whom the
invisible World was a near Reality, not a far-off Hope. In the long
Hours of his lonesome Imprisonment he had learned to rejoice in his
Loss; and when he spoke of Robert, as he did constantly and without
Effort, it was not as one would speak of Something Lost, but as of
Something that was safe from Harm. God had taken to Himself the one
Thing that his Heart most prized, --for his only Son had been
dearer to him than Aught else, --but He had not taken it from, He
was but keeping it for, him, and the Father was content. Sept.,
1665. And thenceforth more tenderly and more devotedly, though with
less physical Earnestness--with Words that touched his Hearers'
Hearts, and made even the Reckless yearn after some higher Good--he
proclaimed at Redness and elsewhere the Fatherhood of God. Out of
the Depths of his own Feelings he knew, better than he had ever
done, how fathomless and marvellous is that Father's Love. CHAP.
XIII. CHAPTER XIII. Patties Diary.--ExtraSi IV. VJELLY--my Sister
--At last I have summoned Courage to set down the Name I love so
well; and yet, as it stands there written upon my Page, I shudder
to look at it. Perchance I have no Sister This terrible Uncertainty
as to your Fate --oh, '.